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Grip

I hear voices

all around me

they never stop

yelling

fighting

I just want them to stop

want you to stop

I hear everything you say

through the echoing walls of this prison

you wonder why I stay in my lonesome cell

to stay away from you

avoid you

to avoid this feeling in my stomach

it makes me want to hang myself from one of these cell bars

to make it all stop

for it to end

because maybe it would be better then

I wouldn't hear the words you spit out of your mouth

I wouldn't feel the drops of ocean dripping down my cheek

I wouldn't see your faces get blurred

I wouldn't hear anything

I wouldn't feel anything

I wouldn't see anything

I would just be in darkness

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emily-kauffman
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Jul 21, 2013
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